I want to scream and cry and kill someone. I think I'll settle for telling you folk.

So I am no longer employed. 

Get on the bus, ask the driver to let me know when we get to the stop I need because I've never been there before, "Will do!" he says cheerfully. Thirty-five minutes later and I am getting a bit nervous, so I ask a lady near me if I've missed the stop, "Oh no, you've got a way to go yet". Phew. But then I realise that we are in the city centre. Glasgow city centre is about the only part of the city that I am very, very familiar with and I happen to know that it is nowhere near where I need to be. I pop up to the bus driver and ask him if I've missed the stop I needed, "Oh my god," he hits his forehead. This can't be good news for me. "I am so sorry! I totally forgot about you. We went by it a long time ago!" Trying not to lunge at his throat, I politely ask if there is some way to get back, and there is, so all is not lost. I call my employer to let them know I will be late and why, and they coldy tell me that being late on the first day is unacceptable and I am not longer among those who can call themselves the Sky Winback Team.  Fuckshit, to say the least.

Back to square one for me. I am going to find a job in Paisley. I know Paisley. I won't get lost in Paisley. Drug trafficking and prostitution are looking pretty good at the moment.

But! To cheer myself and remind myself that I really do love it here, I made up a list of 50 Things I Love About Scotland and/or the UK in General. I am aware that a lot of these things are not unique to the UK, but I have never experienced them before now. So, in no particular order, I present to you:

I hate doing this, but my friends list is just so cluttered with journals I don't even read or comment on, so, um, friends cut.

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